ﻣﺸﺎﻛﺴﺔ ﺃﻧﺎ ...
ﻻ ﺃﺭﺍﻙ ﻛﻤﺎ ﻳﺮﺍﻙ ﺍﻵﺧﺮﻭﻥ ...
ﺃﻧﺖ ﻣﻮﺟﻮﺩ ..ﺑﻞ ﻛﻞ ﺍﻟﻮﺟﻮﺩ ..
ﺑﺪﻭﻥ ﺛﻘﻞ ﻭﻻ ﻛﺜﺎﻓﺔ ..ﻟﻜﻨﻚ ﻫﻨﺎ ..
ﺃﺭﺳﻤﻚ ..
ﻋﺼﻔﻮﺭﺍ ﻭﺩﻳﻌﺎ ..
ﻟﻜﻦ ﺑﺠﻨﺎﺣﻲْ ﻧﺴﺮ ..
ﺃﻋﺸﻖ ﺍﻟﺘﺤﻠﻴﻖ .. ﺃﻧﺎ ..
ﻣﺮﺓ ﺃﺭﺳﻤﻚ ... ﻧﻬﺮﺍ ﻣﺘﺪﻓﻘﺎ ...
ﺗﺤﻒ ﺑﻪ ﺃﺯﻫﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﻠﻮﺗﺲ ..ﺗﺮﻗﺺ ﻭﺗﺘﺮﻧﻢ ..
ﺑﺄﻟﺤﺎﻥ ﺍﻟﻮﺟﻮﺩ ..
ﻭﺍﻟﺨﻠﻮﺩ ..
ﻭﻳﻄﻴﺐ ﻟﻲ ..ﺃﺣﻴﺎﻧﺎ ..
ﺃﻥ ﺃﺭﺍﻙ .. ﻓﻲ ﺳﻤﺎﺋﻲ ﻏﻴﻤﺔ ..
ﺗﻤﻄﺮﻧﻲ ﻧﺠﻮﻣﺎ ﻭﻓﺮﺍﻗﺪ ..
ﻭﺃﺷﻤﻚ ﻋﻄﺮﺍ ...
ﺗﺴﺘﺤﻢ ﺑﻄﻬﺮﻩ ﺍﻟﺮﻭﺡ ..
ﻭﺇﺫﺍ ﺟﻌﺖ ..
ﺃﺭﺍﻙ ﺣﺒﺔ ﺗﻔﺎﺡ .. ﺗﺘﺪﻟﻰ ﺑﻐﻨﺞ ..
ﻭﻗﺪ ﻛﺘﺐ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻭﺟﻨﺘﻴﻬﺎ :
" ﻣﻤﻨﻮﻉ ﺍﻟﻠﻤﺲ"
ﻭﺃﺗﺬﻭﻗﻬﺎ ﻣﻦ ﺑﻌﻴﺪ ..
ﻫﻜﺬﺍ ﺃﺣﺒﻚ .. ﺃﻧﺎ